These pictures are all in random order...just to warn you. My computer stinks and you can read my previous reference to being lazy. Anyway - we have become big lounger's on the weekend mornings (until about 9am anyway). Miss Brooke loves to party in her pj's. Please note the incredible similarities in our eye brows! Amazing since mine are uh-hmm..shaped...and hers are obviously not.
Jack bought Brooke this little firetruck that she is addicted to now. Want a boy much?
Out of our Pj's and still crazy about the firetruck. Her hair reminds me of "The Count" on Sesame Street. One..two...ah ah ah.
Brooke thinks that she can walk. Dad knows that she can't. Our house is really trashed. I should be ashamed...but my mom told me that if child protective services ever comes to your house...they look for signs that a child actually lives there. Not that we are expecting them.
She is actually thanking God for this awesome toy.
And...we are in the process of re-doing our deck. Here is shot of it..torn out! Very scary what we were standing on.
Ah...the mint green house. The painter is coming tomorrow!
The new deck is actually up now...pictures to follow soon.
This is from last week. Brooke came home on Friday after only taking 1 nap at daycare for 45 minutes! She was so wiped out that she fell asleep in the jump-a-
roo! And no..I did not leave her there (note child protective services reference above).
This picture reminds me that I should listen more than I talk.
Eeew. What is up with my face? Two ears...one mouth Katie.
Marco kicks it in our portable swing. Thank goodness that got used a second time.
We are trying to get Brooke used to baked goods so that she will dig her birthday cake. We decided to give her some soft chocolate chip cookies. No dice! She is holding her bath toy for security.
She bit it and then made a horrible face. I just tried chocolate donuts with her last night. She licked the chocolate and that was it. Then I ate the donut. Totally back fired!
Jack bought Brooke this little firetruck that she is addicted to now. Want a boy much?
Out of our Pj's and still crazy about the firetruck. Her hair reminds me of "The Count" on Sesame Street. One..two...ah ah ah.
Brooke thinks that she can walk. Dad knows that she can't. Our house is really trashed. I should be ashamed...but my mom told me that if child protective services ever comes to your house...they look for signs that a child actually lives there. Not that we are expecting them.
She is actually thanking God for this awesome toy.
And...we are in the process of re-doing our deck. Here is shot of it..torn out! Very scary what we were standing on.
Ah...the mint green house. The painter is coming tomorrow!
The new deck is actually up now...pictures to follow soon.
This is from last week. Brooke came home on Friday after only taking 1 nap at daycare for 45 minutes! She was so wiped out that she fell asleep in the jump-a-roo! And no..I did not leave her there (note child protective services reference above).
This picture reminds me that I should listen more than I talk. Eeew. What is up with my face? Two ears...one mouth Katie.
Marco kicks it in our portable swing. Thank goodness that got used a second time.
We are trying to get Brooke used to baked goods so that she will dig her birthday cake. We decided to give her some soft chocolate chip cookies. No dice! She is holding her bath toy for security.
She bit it and then made a horrible face. I just tried chocolate donuts with her last night. She licked the chocolate and that was it. Then I ate the donut. Totally back fired!
2 comments:
Love the random thoughts... lots of giggles here. Brooke is an uber genius.
This post is killing me, it made me laugh many times. It was well worth the wait but now I want MORE MORE MORE. Child services references are killing me.
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